Chapter 201 Hou Yi was injured Eight-character oath
Jiufeng sighed happily, his eyes closed, his body was like the sound of a glacial river bursting, and the golden chips quickly peeled off, rotated, lifted into the air, and melted away, and in a moment a golden primordial spirit flew towards the southwest realm.
"Feng Ye, Feng Ye, Feng Ye ......"
"Feng Ye go slowly, the little gods are coming after you!"
"Master Feng!, the little gods are coming after you!!"
"Master Feng! the little gods are following you!!"
But listening to the tragic cries of grief one after another, the tragic detonation sound was inexhaustible, and the remnants of the Feng clan of Tianjiao Mountain went forward one after another, detonating the Dao body to commit suicide, and in an instant, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the bones were gone, and they followed Jiufeng one after another.
The explosions stopped, and the blood and flesh were scattered.
The boundless sky blows a desolate and sad wind.
Close the flag and fly,
Shut down people and choked.
Fang Qingyin looked up at the southwest sky and saluted with tears: "Master Feng, all the soldiers of the Feng clan, go all the way." ”
As the words died out, a tragic battle temporarily pulled down the tragic curtain.
Fang Qingyin returned to Chongkun Pass with great sadness, and Zu Zhuang, Wu Hui, Xiang Huayin and other generals greeted him one after another.
Entering the handsome hall for a while, everyone sat down in turns.
Fang Qing looked at His Royal Highness, the figure in the seat was sparse, and he couldn't help but say gloomily: "In today's battle, Lingye and all the soldiers of Dayan Mountain were killed, Feng Ye and all the soldiers of Tianjiao Mountain were killed, among them, General Shaoze has not returned so far, and it is estimated that he has also been killed, what is your situation when you return to your master?"
"Mr. Yu Fang: Zu Zhuang was ordered to guard the pass, and the losses were not much, eight generals and three hundred soldiers were killed. ”
"Hmm. Fang Qingyin said with a little relief, "How about the loss of Huiye?"
"Mr. Yu Fang: Wu Hui suffered a lot of losses, with 18 generals killed and more than 1,700 soldiers. ”
"Mr. Yufang: There are no two out of ten soldiers in Chongkun Pass. Xiang Huayin also took the initiative to report.
"There are a lot of casualties. Fang Qingyin sighed sadly, "The last two hundred or so Feng clan soldiers in Tianjiao Mountain can obviously survive, but they blew themselves up one by one and followed Feng Ye. ”
"The two armies are fighting, casualties are inevitable, please don't be sad, Mr. Fang. Xiang Huayin answered, "Our army went out with 5,000 soldiers to fight against the 50,000 army of Zongbu God, and we can win in a battle, but I am afraid that it is rare in the Three Realms, and we should be happy about this matter." ”
"General Xiang is right, but our army has lost Lingye, Feng Ye, and countless soldiers, how can we be happy? Moreover, although the Dushuo Mountain coalition army has withdrawn, there is no obvious sign of a fiasco, and it is expected that it will attack Chongkun Pass again in a few days. ”
"Mr. Fang don't have to worry. Wu Hui persuaded, "I think that Zongbu Great God must be injured, otherwise how could those six Su Yu fly back in a good way, and how could they withdraw their troops and leave in a good way?"
"Well, I have already noticed it below, I don't know how the Great God of Zongbu is injured?" Fang Qingyin said, "If it is a minor injury, we will be in trouble, and if it is seriously injured, we will still have some time to wait for the other reinforcements from the Eighth Route to arrive." Whether the great god Zongbu is seriously injured or slightly injured, we must not be lazy. ”
"What Mr. Fang said is, what should the last general and the others do next?" asked Xiang Huayin.
"Next, we will hold a memorial ceremony for Ling Ye, Feng Ye and the fallen soldiers, at least tonight the great god Zongbu will take care of his injuries and will not come to tackle the problem. At the same time, please send scouts to the general to Dajie Palace, report the battle situation of Chongkun Pass to the Yin Yang King, and ask for reinforcements. ”
"The last will obey. ”
"Although the great god of Zongbu will not come to attack the problem tonight, he must also strengthen the patrol of the city pass, just in case. ”
"The last will obey, and the last will do it. He saluted to Huayin and strode away.
Fang Qingyin discussed with the ancestor Wu Hui for a while, and passed the order to hold a grand memorial ceremony for Lingye, Feng Ye and the fallen soldiers this night to comfort those sacrificed heroes.
An hour later, the memorial hall was arranged.
Fang Qingyin led the ancestors Wu Hui and other soldiers into the mourning hall, divided and lined up, and offered incense.
But seeing that the spirits above were magnificent, and the incense was rising, it seemed that all the heroic spirits were smiling and enjoying the sacrifices.
The ancient sacrificial music in the side compartment played slowly, low, sad, and suddenly made people sink into infinite sorrow.
The camp of Dushuo Mountain is full of walls and bright lights.
Fei Tianjun, King Senluo and Zhuzhu Dajun transported Hou Yi down to the Jianhua canopy car and hurriedly sent him to the sleeping camp to settle down.
The three of them had only observed Hou Yi's injuries a little, and Zang Yi had already arrived in a hurry, and he had to arrange his defense before he could come here.
As soon as he walked into the camp, he saw Hou Yi lying motionless on the bed, Zang Yi suddenly panicked, knelt down in front of the bed, tears rolled down, and howled sadly: "Great Lord?......! The Great Lord ......"
The Great Monarch next to him persuaded: "You don't have to be sad, we have already observed just now, although the Great Venerable Lord is seriously injured, there is no danger of his life." ”
"Then why have you been standing here all the time, and you haven't healed the Great Venerable Lord quickly?" Zang Qi yelled angrily.
The three of them were stunned, you look at me, I look at you, and there was an unpredictable look in their eyes.
After a moment of silence, Fei Tianjun said seriously: "Master, the little god and the others are discussing how to act, didn't you just come in?"
"Exactly...... We're talking about it. King Senro nodded in agreement.
King Sen Luo and Fei Tianjun were very worried about Hou Yi's injury, but they didn't dare to take the liberty of treating Hou Yi's injury. The Bamboo Lord wanted to try, but at this time he was more worried about Lady Meichong and Princess Jade Pillow, because since the two left the battlefield, they had not seen their figures until now, and usually the two of them were always inseparable.
When Zang Qi heard this, he said angrily: "What else is there to discuss, since you are afraid of wolves and tigers, I will come to heal the injuries of the Great Venerable Lord." Go quickly, and do not come and disturb you without my commandment. ”
After all, Zang Qi was a descendant of Zongbu Divine Palace, and the three of them didn't dare to say much, they looked at each other, and they had nothing to say, so they all cautiously withdrew from the camp.
Zang Qi then instructed the close attendant Lux to take care of the camp, and no one was allowed to disturb him without his order, and then helped Hou Yi to sit up, and began to sit on the bed, exercising exercises to heal Hou Yi's injuries.
The three groups left the camp and saluted each other to say goodbye.
King Senluo and Fei Tianjun muttered and walked away, not knowing what they were talking about.
The Bamboo Monarch hurriedly walked out of the camp of Dushuo Mountain and went straight to the Taiping Moon Wheel.
The Taiping Moon Wheel stopped outside the gate of the camp of Dushuo Mountain, the lights flickered and wavered, just like the uneasy mood of the Bamboo Lord at this moment, after all, he still didn't know what the situation of Mrs. Meichong and Princess Jade Pillow was now.
When the Bamboo Collector walked quickly to the Taiping Moon Wheel, the wrestlers who guarded the Bamboo Wheel had already caught a glimpse, and hurriedly ordered the high golden bridge to be lowered and led straight to his feet.
Stepping on the shining golden steps, the bamboo lord stepped onto the Taiping Moon Wheel, and the guards of the wrestlers have long hands and kneel down to greet the master's return.
Not long after, the prince of Zhuzhu came straight to the boudoir door of Princess Jade Pillow, he was first worried about this competitive second sister, after all, fighting with Shaoze, Princess Jade Pillow fell a little behind, I was afraid that she would make some mistakes. Unexpectedly, just as he had a hunch, the ministers of the Taiping Moon Wheel Sea, who had already knelt in front of Princess Jade Pillow's boudoir and had withdrawn from the battlefield, looked worried and silent.
Seeing this scene, the bamboo lord was secretly surprised, and wanted to ask Qu Cha what was going on, but the words came to his mouth but swallowed back, hurriedly brushed open the double bead curtain, and quickly stepped into the inner room of the boudoir, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that Mrs. Meichong was healing the jade pillow princess on the embroidery bed.
He was more and more frightened, and quickened his pace to the bed, and stretched out his hand to test Mrs. Meichong's forehead.
Mrs. Meichong felt it, so she breathed slightly, and slowly collected the exercises: "Dajun, are you back?"
"Well, the second sister is ...... Is she injured?" asked the Maharaja eagerly.
"Yes, and the injury is very serious, the concubine has treated the second sister until now, and there is no improvement. Mrs. Mei Chong replied as if she had collapsed.
"It seems that Madame has consumed a lot of vitality, so please sit and breathe for the time being, and let me heal the second sister. The Maharaja said.
"Alas...... Even if the Maharaja comes to heal his wounds personally, I'm afraid it's useless. ”
"Hmm, it's so badly injured?!" The Lord of Zhuzhu was shocked, "That enemy general Shaoze has a gentleman's style, and he has a lot of mercy on the enemy's generals, and he definitely won't do such a heavy hand to the second sister, is it because I have lost my eyes?"
"It's not that the Maharaja is looking away, I'm afraid...... Fear...... This is the fate of the second sister, my poor second sister. Mrs. Meichong sighed sadly, tears moistened her eyes.
"Madam, how can you say such frustrating words, I haven't done my best to save my second sister here. ”
"It's useless to rescue with all your might, it's all fate, fate......"
"Madame, what do you mean by that?!"
"Dajun, do you remember the eight-character oath that the second sister said three thousand years ago?"
"Eight-character oath?, what eight-character oath?!"
"If I weep, unless I die. Mrs. Meichong slowly said the eight-character oath.
"What kind of oath is this!!It's just a joke that the second sister said when we laughed at her and couldn't cry or cry, how can it be taken seriously!"
"But the concubine really saw the second sister crying and crying today, and this oath is unfortunately fulfilled here. ”
"If that's the case, the second sister really cried! really wept?!" The Lord Bamboo was so shocked that he didn't want to believe it at all, and hurriedly leaned over to look at the Jade Pillow Princess, hoping to find tears on her face.
"Brother: I really cried, I really cried. At this time, Princess Jade Pillow opened her apricot eyes leisurely and said.
"This ...... This is impossible!" Zhuzhu Dajun said nervously, "Second sister, you are a jade pillow and cultivated into an immortal, how can ......you shed tears! You...... You can't shed tears. ”